Secret Admirer


The blinding eye of death,21

Slowly set on the western horizon.32

The birth cry of the cocooning night,43

Exploded into the sky,54

With the light of a million stars.65

The scent of deadly nightshade,76

And funeral lily's,87

Drifted across the graveyard,98

Carried on a cool spring breeze.109

The father of all nightmares,1110

Picked up the alluring scent,1211

And stirred in his earthen bed.1312

It was springtime,1413

Everything was in bloom,1514

Including the virgins!1615

Puberty past,1716

Young rose buds,1817

That would open to his desires.1918

It had been a long,2019

Cold and lonely,2120

Fruitless winter,2221

And he was hungry,2322

In both,2423

Stomach and loin.2524

Eerily the hinges creaked,2625

As he opened the lid,2726

Of the mahogany box,2827

he had lain in,2928

For far too long!3029

Stricken with grief,3130

Over the death,3231

Of his dammed soul mate! 3332

The pain had carried him,3433

Through the winter,3534

Of his,3635

Broken black heart.3736

Not once had he fed,3837

Not once had he slipped,3938

His blood gorged member,4039

Into the valley,4140

Of his earth bound desires.4241

He had grieved as long,4342

As his instincts would allow.4443

it was springtime in the village,4544

And the virgins were waiting.4645

From a slit,4746

Cut into the heavy door,4847

Of his mausoleum,4948

He had watched her,5049

All winter.5150

Every evening,5251

At the twilight hour,5352

When his death,5453

Became life,5554

And dusk,5655

Swept across the land,5756

She would visit the grave,5857

Of her departed true love.5958

Wearing the cloth,6059

Of the convent,6160

Not yet married,6261

To God!6362

He could hear,6463

The beat of her heart,6564

pounding,6665

Beneath her supple,6766

Ripe breasts.6867

The pace of the beats,6968

Quickened,7069

As she laid on his grave,7170

And slipped her hand,7271

through an open seam,7372

Hidden in the fold,7473

Of her dress. 7574

Searching,7675

For that steamy mound,7776

She had saved for him!7877

As she arched her hips,7978

In ecstasy,8079

Amidst the muffled moans,8180

of her forbidden fantasy,8281

Salty pearls of sadness,8382

Ran from her eyes.8483

The bane of her beloved,8584

Could stand no more!8685

He opened the door,8786

For the first time,8887

Since the death,8988

Of his mate,9089

And the death,9190

Of her executioner.9291

The one,9392

This virgin,9493

So passionately cried for!9594

Gone,9695

But not forgotten,9796

In both of their hearts!9897

Still writhing in ecstasy,9998

From this Sato Masochist display,10099

Of lust and grief,101100

He floated,102101

Across,103102

The hallowed ground,104103

Touching down,105104

Just a few feet from, 106105

The foot of the grave.107106

He leaned forward,108107

Feet leaving the ground.109108

Slowly,110109

He lowered himself,111110

His body and cape,112111

Completely enshrouding her,113112

Until he could feel,114113

Her breath on his cheek.115114

He whispered his greeting,116115

A fell voice in the air.117116

She opened her eyes,118117

Nostrils flared,119118

Eyes opened wider,120119

But no scream came,121120

Only submission.122121

His blood gorged member,123122

Brushed against,124123

Her swollen mound,125124

Still hidden,126125

Beneath her dress,127126

And she moaned,128127

Still twitching,129128

From her self induced,130129

Ecstasy!131130

He slid his ice cold tongue,132131

Into her moist hot mouth,133132

And his cold black heart,134133

Warmed,135134

Just a bit.136135

He sliced the strings,137136

With his razor sharp nails,138137

And her bodice tumbled off her,139138

Exposing the beauty,140139

Of an hour glass waist,141140

And supple breasts,142141

That no man,143142

Had ever touched!144143

Slowly, 145144

He traced his tongue,146145

Down her,147146

Long inviting neck.148147

Down he went,149148

And goose bumps, 150149

Followed.151150

He danced, 152151

From breast, 153152

To Creamy white breast.154153

Nipples hard,155154

From one flick,156155

Of his intoxicating,157156

Tongue.158157

She moaned, 159158

And he swelled. 160159

He could wait no longer.161160

Pulling up her dress,162161

He slid,163162

His icy dagger of love,164163

Deep into her mound,165164

As he sunk,166165

The fangs of commitment,167166

Deep'168167

Into her lovely,169168

Long neck!170169

Reaching down,171170

With his razor sharp nails,172171

He pulled out,173172

Just long enough,174173

To bloody,175174

His throbbing,176175

Dagger of love.177176

And with his next thrust,178177

Gave her...179178

Immortality!180179

Wrapping his arms, 181180

Around her,182181

He left her neck,183182

And slipped his tongue,184183

Deep into her throat,185184

And her hips rose,186185

To meet his thrusts.187186

And then it happened.188187

She traced her tongue,189188

To the curve,190189

Of his neck,191190

And he felt,192191

Two sharp daggers,193192

Pierce his skin!194193

He screamed in ecstasy195194

As he freed,196195

His dead swimmers,197196

Covered in the blood,198197

Still pouring, 199198

From his member,200199

Consummating his marriage!201200

Tombstones in their eyes,202201

He carried his pale bride,203202

Across the threshold,204203

Of his mausoleum. 205204

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  • trekkergirl
    December 10, 2008
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    I have to say this is a definitely well written poem. It is sensual. It has lots of imagery in it. The word usage is wonderful and it flows extremely well. It is a great write. Thanks for sharing this with us and thanks for entering it into my contest. I also thought it very creative.


  • poetry is soul
    December 2, 2008

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    i know it would almost seem crazy for me to say this, but it was beautiful, a new look at love. you know what i mean?
    i loved the last three lines. it was the best way to end this poem. i really liked it, good job!


  • Synthetic-Nightmare
    November 30, 2008
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    Wow....

    this was quite the write and i loved every moment of it! Kudos and thanks so much for your entry


  • BreakTheBroken
    November 20, 2008
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    I loved this. Its that simple lol. The writing was very good, very fluid. I loved how you used the space to emphasize words or phrases. Also, this idea of a vampire's marriage is new and something that I haven't read much of at all. This is definitely an amazing write!


  • tutie7
    May 16, 2008
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    i absolutely love the beginning, "funeral lilies" - such a great line. the whole poem has a very old feel to it and sets a time period which i like. for a long poem it did a great job at keeping my attention (not a poet). i especially love the description of the man having been so long from his earthly desires. the need is passionate and well focused.


  • Delfishie
    December 18, 2007

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    "Everything was in bloom,15

    Including the virgins!16"

    ...Man those number things are annoying. I wish I could get rid of them when viewing stories. Um, anyway, I just wanted to point out that those two are awesome lines. Very clever, although I'm not sure about the exclaimation point. I think the words speak energetically enough for themselves.

    "Of his dammed soul mate" - damned

    "From this Sato Masochist display" - First: Sado, not Sato, so named after the Marquis de Sade.

    Second: How is it sadomasochistic to masturabate in a cemetary? I mean, it's a bit morbid, but there's no pain/pleasure play. Of course, emotions are involved that might cause one pain, but still, it seems a strange word choice.

    "A fell voice in the air" - fell? I'm not sure if I understand why you used that word. Does it have an alternative meaning than "to fall"?

    "To Creamy white breast" - why is creamy capitalized?

    "His icy dagger of love" - that sounds so utterly unpleasant. Like, the least erotic thing ever for the girl. Poor nun lady.

    "His dead swimmers" - HAH! Awesome.

    "He carried his pale bride,

    Across the threshold,

    Of his mausoleum. " - Heh, when I read this, I thought that this was the crappiest bridal suite that I've ever heard of.

    ..........

    Nice job with this. At first I was like, poetry? Why poetry? But now I realize that the poetic format added another depth to an otherwise simple tale.

    During the reading, I was very very strongly reminded of the song Nymphetamine by Cradle of Filth. If you have a chance, look up the lyrics. It's like you're both writing about the same situation. It's uncanny.

    And now I totally want to go listen to that song again. Heh.

    Good job.











  • lexiconsthedevil
    December 5, 2007

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    this is good. i like the creativity in it, and i like that you put it in poem format instead of paragraphs!

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